“I wonder what Azul inviertes does?” speculated Willa. “Oh, oops. That looks weird.”
Bernard stared down at the blue thing he was getting used to thinking of as his cock. Except it no longer looked much like one, it was becoming fatter and shorter, smooth instead of knobbly. It was still very blue, but paler than before, shading to a shiny dark blue at the tip, a tip that looked very... “Is that what I think it is?”
Willa had a much better angle to examine it. “Looks like a very inviting pussy to me. May I touch it?”
Bernard chuckled softly. “Now you’re asking?”
“I know most guys don’t mind being... handled. But this looks less like a cock, and more like you’re a girl down there. Except for the whole ‘extended out on a stalk’ thing, what’s that about?”
Bernard levered himself up on his elbows to get a better look. “I guess it’s like a fleshlight. Got to have somewhere for your dick to go, right?”
Willa giggled. “I guess. How are you not freaking out? This is weird.”
“Eh. Been there already. Traci turned me into a girl, then into a fuck-toy kind of like that one, and had his way with it. I can see how people get stuck like that, so easy to just...”
“That is a possibility here. One command, and you’ll be my toy to play with and cherish.”
Bernard chuckled softly, shaking his head. “Traci already offered. I like being able to move.”
“So you wouldn’t appreciate me saying Azul cresces?”
Bernard quickly shuffled backward on the bed, putting his back against the headboard to leave the toy more room to expand. “What are you doing now?”
“Something fun...” Willa slipped her hand into the growing cavity, and quickly brought Bernard’s protestations to an end. As a result he was only dimly aware of the toy’s continued expansion. Willa was soon able to slip an arm inside, then both. Shortly afterward she turned around and wriggled her legs inside. Around the time the growth stopped, Willa managed to fit herself entirely inside the toy. Just before it closed around her head, she got an impish look and said, “Azul inviertes”
The conversion of his man-eating fleslight back into a proper cock got Bernard’s attention alright, especially because there was something squirming inside. Squirming in very odd and squishy ways... “Willa? What have you done... OOOH!”
Bernard’s hips bucked as much as they could against a mass that weighed more than he did. But yet again, he was unable. Burned into his memory was Willa’s trick to free him, so he groaned out, “Azul fluyes.”
The wriggling stopped, and giant ropes of goo went spurting all over the room. Bernard had the presence of mind to realize that the colour was awfully familiar. “Willa?”
The goo coalesced into a vaguely humanoid shape, and got unsteadily to blobs that more or less resembled legs. It faced him, and Willa’s face emerged on its head. “Woo. That was a trip. Again!”
Bernard laughed weakly. “Let’s figure out how to get you back to normal first.”